One day I was walking down the street
This girl started bitching at me
I thought she had P.M.S.
And I told her to drop her rag
She slapped me once and kicked me twice
And ran away down the street
I cought up to her and whispered in her ear
What the hell is wrong with you, bitch
She said herself, it's that time of the month
So go away, it's not a good day
She's just a bitch
Don't listen to what she says
Just a bitch
Fight with you anytime
Just a bitch
Stay away from here now
Just a bitch
Trying to pull you down